We have had a pretty rotten summer so far in Edinburgh. Today was not rotten. It was gorgeous and I was out most of the afternoon and evening. I am SO tired.
One of the things I did today was buy some new bamboo needles in a needle roll, on sale. A while ago I sat on one of my lovely Surina 4mm needles, so it was good to replace it AND get another 7 pairs for twice what the single pair would cost AND get a pretty roll thrown in. I had plans to do some knitting tonight but I am too tired. I am definitely too tired to look at the Gloves of Doom (stuff and things happened to stop me looking at them yesterday). I am even too tired to unpin the blocked blanket squares, and pin out the last 7.
It’s not even 10pm, and I am having trouble keeping my eyes open. Not even the coffee I drank (and I don’t do coffee in the evenings usually) is helping to perk me up. So before I make my 38539th typo, and have to redo another bit of the post, I am going to lie on the sofa for a bit with the end of Poirot and then go to bed.
Well I’ve actually been camped out in the living room with blankies & pillows, watching movies for the last couple of days.
I haven’t had the inclination to do anything – even knit. Today though, having gone back to bed for a nap, and feeling like I have a little more oopmph, I’ve been uploading photos, to make a mosaic of some of the promised pictures. Here are some of the nicer things from the last couple of weeks.
Yarn, stewed fruit, fruit crumble, my new hairdo, pepper seedlings, a tidy desk, tidy yarn store, and cupcakes.
I’m still trying to get things organised properly after changing the living room. So much stuff got piled in the bedroom, the laundry got left to wash itself (didn’t work), and I ate lots of *bought* meals (as opposed to cooked meals). This lack of useful activity was compounded by my normal Endo pain which lasted over the weekend.
Today was mostly laundry, which helped clear space in the bedroom so I could get started in there. Bed needs changed and there is one more load to go in the machine, then I’ll dust & vacuum. Pile of mending can go on to the shelves, instead of sitting on top of the chest of drawers.. doesn’t mean I’ll get round to fixing those hems or buttons any sooner, but it looks tidier. Tomorrow I’ll also empty & take out the bins. It might almost be like a real person lives here after that.
Knitting has NOT been going so well up until today. I started numerous projects and frogged all of them. My head was still pretending it was full of mince. I finally managed today, on try #4, to work all the set up and 1 pattern repeat of Arabella by Kristen Hanley Cardozo, Number 4 mainly because I got a little lost and when I tried to frog back to my lifeline I snagged and snapped the yarn. I bought the double package of Kristen’s shawl patterns, and might use my Precious 4 ply for a Clothilde. I have also made a little headway on my cardi for Tor, she saw my Not Just Noro in the flesh (much nicer than the pictures) and wants one.. did I tell you all this before? Like I said head has been mince, so I apologise for any repeating.
I don’t mean books here, or even patterns (although reading charts would be useful). I need to learn to read me. A lot got done yesterday, I escaped much of the aftermath. I think the bath and painkiller before bed were a stroke of genius on my part. All I have suffered from today is an over abundance of tired. I ended up back in bed for a chunk of the day.
I should know by now that tired+knitting=frogging. It’s a simple equation, easy to remember. Except when you are tired and a determined bugger. The Gypsy Rose Leaf got cast off very slowly last night. It’ll get blocked once I’m organised and not about to have a dinner guest. Today I hummed and hawed over what to do next. I have four WsIP right now, 2 only need blocked (see dinner guest above), 1 only needs seamed (not feeling the seaming love) and the last one is a snuggley scarf (not the weather right now to give me the impetus to go on with that… even up here in Scotland). Should I wait for more yarn to (magically drop out of the sky) arrive in the post or should I decide on a pattern for the current gorgeousness in easy reach? A bird in the hand and all that… I cast on Spring Thaw with the Starshine Angel 2 ply. I managed to keep track, even whilst making that apple pie, at least initially.
Row 16 K3 Purl to end K3… hang on this is a pattern row *unknits purls* I’ve already done that row.. Row 17 Why don’t I have the right number of sts? Oh Poop! I’ve already DONE that row… *checks properly* Row 21…. lalalalal.. hm mm this isn’t right.. why do I have 38 sts on this side of the centre and only 34 on the other side… *brain explodes* and frogging ensues.
Now, not only can’t I read myself, to tell that I am too tired for this lace malarky, but I am not familiar enough with this pattern to read back along my knitting and spot where I went wrong, or to read it as I am going and spot mistakes as they happen. The first wee bit is far too early to put in a lifeline.. and something else, I really need to mark off rows as I go. Lessons hopefully learned.
Tomorrow, well, I have things to do that involve screwdrivers and Ikea, so we’ll see if knitting happens, but at least I have pie.
The other day I pushed myself to do stuff. I knew in the back of my head it wasn’t a good idea to go hiking off to Asda, but I went anyway determined as usual to force myself into normality. By the time I got back I barely managed to put away the shopping before I had to lie down on the sofa. I literally felt unable to move, I almost slipped off to sleep. After about an hour and a half I was able to get up and shove some food in the oven and eat. I was in bed asleep soon after and slept for 10 hours. Today (well yesterday, but we’ll call it today since I haven’t been to sleep yet) has been a bad pain day due to the exertions of the day before. I tried just lying still, as sometimes that can help, but even breathing today was causing me a great deal of discomfort, and the pain causes nausea. I needed painkillers, but before that I had to eat. Toast is always the saviour in these situations. Thus fortified I took my pills and lay down to wait for them to kick in. Initially this was great, lack of pain=happy Miss Raa.. I managed sitting up and knitting! Then, well, they continued to kick in, which was not so great. My concentration dissolved into a codeine and voltarol induced haze. I had to put my shawl down. I poked the internet and watched tv, far less taxing pursuits, there may have been some staring in to space. By the time my brain had made it back to a semblance of what I’d consider normal, I only managed to do 3 rows of knitting before I got too tired to do any more. Miss Raa goes off to bed, eyes drooping.
That was over 3 hours ago, I have tried very hard to sleep. I tried to ignore the pain again, after all I was so tired I could sleep through anything… except that apparently. I am soooo tired. So now I resort once again to the pills, 60mg of codeine and 1000mg of paracetamol. In about 20 more minutes hopefully everything will turn shiny, the pain will recede and I will slip off to sleep. If not I shall return and take 50mg of voltarol and try again.
Wish me luck.
I’ve not been very well since Christmas. We’re still trying to work out what exactly is going on, but two of the issues I have are fatigue and subsequent difficulty concentrating. The Shy Shawl (for lack of a better name it doesn’t have a Raa name yet), knit in NDS Angel 2 ply, has been more challenging than the one I knit in the heavier weight yarn. I thought, since this was my first venture into knitting with a lace weight yarn, that knitting a pattern I was familiar with would make life easier.. and I’m sure it has, however, I dread to think of the hell I’d be going through with a new pattern if this is *easier*. I’m pretty OK when I’m not tired, I motor on, muttering to myself about ssks and yos , but tonight my last row went something like this:
“Ok, knit 3.. umm how many was that.. oh, one..ok 2 more. Knit 2 together, knit 2… oh, there’s only 1 stitch” *slowly unknits* *counts from the start of the row* “What.. ah I dropped the yo” *picks up yo* *continues* knit 3.. umm how many was that.. oh, one..ok 2 more, knit 2 together, knit 2, yo…..” *continues* “umm, how many was that.. hang on where am I?” *pokes stitches* “Hmmm oh knit ummm… how many am I knitting?”
It seems I have lost the ability to count, and retain any information on the pattern.. time to put the knitting away.
Tomorrow will be busy, there’s some running around to be done and I have a visitor coming. Now though it’s time for Miss Raa to close her laptop and go to sleep.
I have learned in the last few days
- How to do a nice crocheted provisional cast on.
- That lace doesn’t need to be scary.
- Knitting lace and watching tv do not mix a) you mess up the knitting b) whilst fixing the mess you made of the knitting you miss a huge chunk of the programme you are watching.
- Attempting to knit lace after a long day, on 4 hours sleep, is a slightly surreal experience.
- It’s amazing how creative your language can get whilst attempting to knit lace after a long day on 4 hours sleep…
- You never knew that cat could look like she was asking for ear plugs just by twitching her ears at you like that.
- The cat gets pointy when you wake her up looking for the stitch markers she is lying on.
- She also gets pointy when you try to move her off your yarn.
- And when you try to stop her playing with the ends of your lifeline.
- Using an autumnal coloured yarn comes in handy for hiding the bloodstains from the scratches you have on your hands after the cat has been pointy that many times.
I may have more to add later